Just the other day it was when I strolled through memories in my mind,

So many memories of happiness yet laden with pain that was so unkind,

Beautiful memories of you loving me interrupted by news of going blind,

Quickly I’d waif the news of such until loving memories came to my mind,

Every memory of late seems to be laced with surgery and excessive pain,

Reader don’t shed a tear because for her love I have struggled to remain,

I ask how sacred are these final minutes before I leave, will I even return,

To return to health and make love to you as before is a dream I so yearn,

Too many times I’ve committed my breath to surgeons with open trust,

The masked faces whose eyes I recognize will soon become sleep dust,

In the final sixty seconds as I rolled down the hallway I’d live my life anew,

At the speed of light my mind reviewed every touch and kiss given by you,

Wait! I’m afraid! I’m so afraid this is the last time her beautiful face I’ll see,

Oh Fate, Father Time or Grim Reaper! Can’t one of you hear my sad plea?

The seconds are few as I saw the doctor press the plunger to silence me,

Yet so much can fly through a man’s mind in a partial second of eternity,

May God bless this beautiful flower that came to me so very long ago,

Her beauty is endearing to my aged heart as her face is of youth’s glow,

Comfort her lonely soul and whisper words of comfort should I pass on,

Our bond is so strong I fear eternity may pull upon her until she too is gone,

Each time I’ve laid upon my back and the drugs came coursing through,

I’d ask forgiveness for my sins then I’d ask God to give blessings to you,

As I journeyed both sides of reality there were times that could be reviewed,

I’ve lingered twixt reality and neither world as parts of your life I viewed,

Within the microsecond of reality and afterlife every year is quickly seen,

I search for you in every mental frame and then I search in every scene,

There’s a common thread within my life that interlaces every moment,

Find a dream or moment slept and she will be there easing my torment,

How strange it is that I recall the darkness that’s void thoughts or sensation,

I fear that place as I need dreams of loving you that I may feel love’s elation,

With a jolt everything returns to me as pain courses through me like a plague,

A switch is flipped making me aware of the pain as air for my lungs is vague,

Pain has been my tormentor for so long yet I pay pains dues that I may remain,

To awaken to torment has its reward for when pain calms Patti makes her claim,

It is I she seeks, I the man so riddled with pain’s torment yet she loves me so,

Her first kiss brings depth of heart and with her first sparkling eyed smile I know,

She loves me.

The end, by Pat for Patti